Long Summary: Having a crush was hard enough, but having a witch who's in on it is even harder. Literally, a Witch. When the Witch's house exploded due to a spell and she moved in with the Wizard, he knew it would be trouble. But would they manage to make it work, what with her trying to help him become the man of Molly's dreams? Or will she only make it worse and drive Molly away in the end? Put in a 5 year old, jogging, thievery, and past relationships and you got yourself a spell for disaster.

A/N: Hey anyone reading this (hopefully there is at least one), so this is my first story, and it's a story between the Witch and Wizard. Molly's part of the story, but she's just not the heroine, Witch is. The story may be a little rough around the edges, this is my first attempt on writing my own harvest moon fic, but please no flames. I accept/love advice, but if you're just going to say that it's bad, then don't review.

Disclaimer: Alright, i'll conform. I don't own Harvest Moon.

Chapter 1

Gale's POV

"Hmm…"

Today was the same as any other day. I had woken up, had tea and was back to researching on the Fugue mushroom given to me. The sound of the wind rapping against my window and the cocoa-nuts knocking against each other was enough to fill the silence in the whole house. It was enough for me.

Nothing was out of the ordinary and nothing would be. At least, that was what I thought for the first 12 hours 43 minutes and 31 seconds after waking up that morning.

The door suddenly swung open, a foot poking inside my house and the cold wind inviting itself inside. I stared blankly at the foot, already realizing who it was that harassed my house. Who else wears pointy black shoes except for…

"…Witch." That was not meant as an insult.

Her foot lowered and her suitcases were thrown inside. I stared blankly at her bags. For someone who I always see wearing the same thing everyday, she sure has a lot of bags with her. And yet, after throwing 2 bags in, she was dragging in two more. I sighed and massaged my temple. Go ahead and do as you please Witch Princess, don't knock and barge in as if this were your own home.

When she finally closed the door, she turned around to face me. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her lips tight in a grimace. Her gray hair has been all messed up from the wind outside and her small cloak was twisted around her neck. All in all, she closely resembled a snow monster.

"…"

"Wizard, I'm going to be staying here from now on." She stated snootily, obnoxiously placing her hands on her hips and turning her face away as if disgusted.

"…...oh?"

Guess today won't be the same as any other day for sure.

I continued staring at her as she made herself at home, starting with unpacking. She was placing her spell-making equipment around the house first before starting to litter the house with her trash. Of course, the trash is most likely her furniture, but this is my house and I do not share the same taste in furniture with her, so I will be calling it whatever I want.

She seemed to be oblivious to everything and I was still confused and mildly annoyed about her being here. Don't get me wrong and think that I'm like those men who think that their house is an off limit property to women, but I just don't like her. Simple as that. I finally asked her, "Why are you here?..."

She stopped moving and turned to stare back at me with a scowl on her face, looking as if I killed her dog, cat, fish, whatever. Same as always, she never looked at me differently.

"It's none of your business, Wizard." She childishly snarled, whipping her head back to the original direction it was before to continue with her 'work'. I closed my eyes and sighed tiredly. I wanted to wring that pretty neck of hers so much.

"Actually-" (it is my business…) I started, but then she rudely interrupted…as always.

"I don't care what you think! And I will not listen to anymore of your BORING lectures! So if you think you can make me listen, then think again!"

I barely lecture her at all, unless it involves stealing my equipment or blowing something up again when doing a spell.

"I wasn't-" (going to lecture you at all…)

"I won't tell you a single word about what happened! So don't even bother asking me, because I AM NOT TELLING! You should mind your own business and leave me alone!"

How could I possibly leave her alone and mind my own business when she intruded my house and is declaring that she's staying here?

"Then-" (get out of my house….)

"And I don't care if you want me here or not! I am staying! I already unpacked, and I can't just pack again! Plus, I lent you my magnifying glass 3 years ago, so you owe me!"

Actually, she took my magnifying glass and I was just taking it back. After that, she has been twisting the story to get me to do her favors and allow her to 'borrow' more things. This whole thing of letting her stay here because she 'lent' me the magnifying glass is just one of the many things she tried to make me do.

Funny, just last year, she accused me of stealing it and then told me to give her my blackberry ice cream.

After finishing her tantrum, she went back to furnishing my place with her things, huffing and puffing as if I was the one that yelled at her. I sighed, making my way through the obstacles of junk that littered around my house to get to the door.

A few of the villagers walked passed my house and stilled for a second when they noticed me. I simply ignored them and stared ahead. They rarely see me outside of my house I guess, but this time, I have a good reason as to why I would want to get away from my own home. The couple gave me a friendly wave, smiled and walked away, not giving me the chance to nod back. I sighed and looked up into the night sky. The moon was full that day and it was shining brightly, radiating the big dark clouds. I sighed again but stiffened instantly when I heard a glass shattering scream coming from inside the house.

Witch.

I closed my eyes and shook my head, slowly turning back to see what was wrong with her. She better not mess with my telescope. I entered the house and noticed the puddle of water on the floor. I closed the door behind me before anyone else could come in, not like they would want to.

"…Witch? What happened-"

Before I could have finished my sentence, the wind in my lungs was knocked out of me as a force slammed into my stomach. I coughed a bit and looked around the house to see what did that, magic thrumming through my fingers. I may need to use ingredients and spells for stronger magic, but I have enough power in myself to deal with anyone or anything.

"AHEM!" Witch shouted, making me look around for her, but I still didn't see her. If she was trying to accomplish making one of those invisibility cloaks like that weird Harry Potter movie again, I'm not helping her undo the spell. Last time she did it in the last village we lived in, she became a floating head for a month and got us chased out.

Just when I was about to take a step back outside of the house to see if she was out there, something kicked me in the leg. I winced and looked down….to see a small 5 year old Witch.

I blinked slowly and said nothing. Was the tiny little midget in front of me the Witch Princess? I frowned and bended down to stare at her eye to eye.

In front of me was a small little girl with silver hair in what seems to be a tiny black corset and….pumpkin panties.

"…..puh." I couldn't help myself but let out a laugh, using my hand to close my mouth before I could laugh any more. I glanced away, trying not to look at her but my body was still shaking slightly. She just looked so…funny.

"Don't laugh!" She squeaked loudly, her voice a pitch higher than before.

"I'm…not….puh."

"I know you're laughing, Wizard! Don't you dare laugh at me!" She continued on shouting at me, pointing her chubby little finger at my face. Her face was red and bright all over, her silver hair all frizzed up in curls, one finger pointing at me, while the other hand holding down her shirt to try to cover her…pumpkin panties.

"….puh!"

"I said don't laugh!" She screamed, stomping her tiny feet on the ground repeatedly while her balled up fist thrash in the air. "Just wait 'til I get back to normal, I'll pummel you!"

"…I'll be waiting then…puh." I walked away, going to my bed to turn in for the night. She was still squealing in the background, telling me to stop laughing and how she'll get me when she grows back to her normal size. I finally got too tired to hear anymore of her babbling, so I silenced her with a small spell before closing the lights.

Maybe having her around won't be so bad after all.

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